at least my life is awesome ...psyche.
so i originally got online to post how i was feeling about a different fucked up situation and ended up recieivng adams email and got sidetracked by his retardation. the only finally effects of that scenerio are:
*i will have to move out of the aparment bcuz i cant stand to live with someone as slimy as him. (which means i may have to drop school until next semsester as i have no place to live in tampa)
*everyone can see what a dispicable slime ball adam is.
*i got to write adam an incredibly funny email in response letting him know exactly what i think of him.
but none of that is either here nor there, bcuz adams shit is ridiculous much like himself.
the thing that had me upset tonight in the first place is my heart. which has been broken to a million peices by someone who doesnt even care. i was used to get over somebody then told by the person that used me that she wanted to be friends with me. apparently being friends means not talking to me or caring how i feel about anything.
so, i give up. i care about you so much and all you have done is taken advantage of me and disregarded my feelings completely. i miss you more than anything and you dont care if i'm alive. the story of my life. shane gets fucked over again and again by people who supposedly care. rock ass to the max.
i'll give your c.d.'s to someone to give to you.
i'm sorry if i sound bitter or hurt...but i am.
go team go.
lets pretend we're not needy
lets pretend our hearts still beat
lets pretend we fall in love tonight
clumsy enough to fall for anything
well stumble on our words
well spill our guts on creaking bar stools
below the neon blue
low lives hiding in dives
theres no feeling in drinking sleeping with strangers
ghosts passing through bedrooms unaware
a faint reflection on the barbacks mirror
a face i never knew whispering,
please dont be a stranger to me.
who are you if you're alone
you're no good at pretending
all my plays have tragic endings
you wish i was a fairy tale
this frog will never change anything
just pretend that youre in love
that scolding sun is bound to come up eventually
so who is it that whispers in your ear
a haunting voice blows in through the window
theres no feeling floating over beds
a needy pleading apparition
crying 'who am i if im alone?
i hardly exist at all.
lets pretend that we dont need anything anymore from anyone.
i dont want to feel anything anymore for anyone
lets just pretend'
well live happily ever after
i love my life.
i aint afraid of no ghosts.
*i will have to move out of the aparment bcuz i cant stand to live with someone as slimy as him. (which means i may have to drop school until next semsester as i have no place to live in tampa)
*everyone can see what a dispicable slime ball adam is.
*i got to write adam an incredibly funny email in response letting him know exactly what i think of him.
but none of that is either here nor there, bcuz adams shit is ridiculous much like himself.
the thing that had me upset tonight in the first place is my heart. which has been broken to a million peices by someone who doesnt even care. i was used to get over somebody then told by the person that used me that she wanted to be friends with me. apparently being friends means not talking to me or caring how i feel about anything.
so, i give up. i care about you so much and all you have done is taken advantage of me and disregarded my feelings completely. i miss you more than anything and you dont care if i'm alive. the story of my life. shane gets fucked over again and again by people who supposedly care. rock ass to the max.
i'll give your c.d.'s to someone to give to you.
i'm sorry if i sound bitter or hurt...but i am.
go team go.
lets pretend we're not needy
lets pretend our hearts still beat
lets pretend we fall in love tonight
clumsy enough to fall for anything
well stumble on our words
well spill our guts on creaking bar stools
below the neon blue
low lives hiding in dives
theres no feeling in drinking sleeping with strangers
ghosts passing through bedrooms unaware
a faint reflection on the barbacks mirror
a face i never knew whispering,
please dont be a stranger to me.
who are you if you're alone
you're no good at pretending
all my plays have tragic endings
you wish i was a fairy tale
this frog will never change anything
just pretend that youre in love
that scolding sun is bound to come up eventually
so who is it that whispers in your ear
a haunting voice blows in through the window
theres no feeling floating over beds
a needy pleading apparition
crying 'who am i if im alone?
i hardly exist at all.
lets pretend that we dont need anything anymore from anyone.
i dont want to feel anything anymore for anyone
lets just pretend'
well live happily ever after
i love my life.
i aint afraid of no ghosts.